TTRB Lyrics – Cole Harris

All my haters yall are lil skittles
Taste the rainbows b#tch
Feeling like jack black
With a f#cking mag

Coming in with big facts
Running up the f#cking bag
Haters suck my f#cking ball sac
They need a Tic Tac

For thier snitching chit chat
Coming in with big straps
High as hell on dabs
Feeling like a quarterback

Kinda like the great McNabb
Tyson with a quick jab
Your head just snap back
Haters are getting backlash

Writing in a notepad
I don’t mumble rap
Shut the f#ck up with that
You’re feeling the whiplash

f#ck the ones on snapchat
I can see a bunch of rats
In the f#cking trash
All my haters yall are lil skittles

Taste the rainbow b#tch
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Cole Harris Lyrics – TTRB

Cole Harris

TTRB